One Last Thing... has an irresistible high-concept hook: Terminally ill adolescent is given a last wish and asks for a weekend with his favorite supermodel.

It could go a couple of ways, and either one would seem to write itself: American Pie-style romp or bittersweet coming-of-age drama. But the latest release from Mark Cuban and Todd Wagner's HDNet tries to have it both ways and, as is so often the case when the choice is not to choose, the movie ends up being neither. It's funny, but not funny enough. And the feelings and relationships and Big Questions it tries to explore are dealt with so superficially and formulaically that the film's sweetness quickly turns sticky and sentimental.

If you have the feeling you've seen him before but can't quite place where, you may be flashing on his recurring role on Will & Grace as the son reunited with his gay father, Jack.

This film succeeds to the extent it does based mostly on the strength and subtlety of Angarano's performance. The cliche-filled screenplay sticks him in all kinds of awkward moments of forced feelings, and he handles them all with grace and wit.

Likewise, director Alex Steyermark makes the best of a screenplay that forces his camera into all sorts of gloppy situations. His clean and crisp direction provides a visual counterweight to that.

As for that screenplay by first-time filmer Barry Stringfellow -- it's no surprise that his resume is made up of short-lived teen-oriented TV series. One Last Thing... doesn't skip a cliche or miss a chance for easy emotion along the way so that you can guess merely by choosing the most obvious outcome.

So Dylan (named after the do-not-go-gentle-into-that-good-night poet Dylan Thomas) bravely faces imminent death because of some unspecified cancer. He's lovingly haunted by his dead dad; he's in love with a supermodel who proves to be spoiled but secretly sad. His pro football hero turns out to be a jock with a heart of gold who falls in love with his mom. He has two buddies who are there to provide Dude, Where's My Car-style comic relief.

To maintain anti-spoiler etiquette, I won't say more, not that it matters because One Last Thing... is so predictable every step of the way that it ends up spoiling itself.

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